Chapter 779 Assassination (3)

Ye Rui didn't want to just sit and wait for the sky, she sighed softly, but turned around and asked: "Are you alone? And no girl came in to take care of you?"

"After that incident, the lord will not let those maidservants approach his room anymore, and the slaves will take care of him alone on weekdays." Wu Youyou explained in a low voice, and glanced at Ye Rui.

When Ye Rui heard this, she was taken aback for a moment, then opened her mouth and smiled lightly, whispering softly, "What a fool!"

As he spoke, he reached out and touched the tears on his face, took a deep breath, and said, "How can you do this kind of thing well as a man!"

"Go and find me another white cloth, the blood is all on it, and you won't change it!" Ye Rui complained softly, but she didn't get angry.

Wu Youyou hurriedly brought the white cloth strips, found a clean shirt, and called a few maids to come in and get some water.

Ye Rui personally wiped the blood on his body, and carefully helped him apply the medicine again, then wrapped the bandage for him, put on his underwear, and changed into a soft quilt.

Wu Youyou couldn't help but blush when he saw it, his wife was careful, unlike himself, she messed around.

Seeing that Ye Rui was busy, Wu Youyou's forehead was already densely covered with sweat, "Princess, please go back to have a rest too! Leave it to me to guard here!"

Seeing his obviously haggard face, Ye Rui couldn't bear to sigh, and said: "You have worked hard all day, you should rest early! Even if I go back, how can I sleep!"

Speaking of which, Ye Rui picked up a silk handkerchief on the side, and lightly flicked it in the water basin, and wiped the Eighth Prince's body with a thin layer of water.

Her movements are gentle, not like Wu Youyou's rubbing ashes, which made the Eighth Prince's face red. Although Ye Rui's movements are gentle, they are much more careful than him. After the silk handkerchief, only faint traces of water remain , and soon Shengteng was gone.

Wu Youyou looked at her constantly wiping, not idle for a moment, and his eyes were fixed on the Eighth Prince, as if there was no one else in his eyes, he couldn't help sighing, we could see that the Eighth Prince is very fond of the Eighth Prince. It was also very affectionate, and at this moment, it was no longer like the usual mischief and childishness.

I don't know how long it has passed, the sky is already bright, and when Wu Yong returned to the room again, she saw that Ye Rui was still busy there, she gently wiped the eighth prince's forehead with her hand, and her tired face immediately burst into joy of light.

"Fortunately, the fever is gone!" Ye Rui whispered.

Wu Youyong immediately looked at her in surprise, and said excitedly: "Really? That's great! The servant said that the prince will be fine!"

But just after he finished speaking, he saw Ye Rui's tired and haggard face, and he was taken aback immediately, "Wangfei has been busy here all night?"

Ye Rui just smiled slightly, with a kind of contented light, and said nothing, but Wu Youyou had already confirmed his guess through the unresolved black halo in her eyes.

"My lord has a good eye. If it wasn't for the concubine, maybe my lord wouldn't get better so soon!" Wu Youyou sighed sincerely.

"Didn't you say that an auspicious man has his own face? He is a good man!" Ye Rui's fingers just caressed his cheek gently and delicately, and couldn't bear to leave for a long time.

In the quiet morning, there seemed to be a kind of light shining through them, with warm love, even Wu Youyou, an ignorant man, couldn't help sighing and envious.

(End of this chapter)

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